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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Impressing the Hubster.

Throughout our relationship, Husby has been fascinated by my femininity. He knows that I do not have the slightest idea how sports work, I hate the smell of outside and it absolutely baffles me when girls don’t wear makeup.

Those are just a few things that encompass my feminine ways.

Husby grew up with a family of girls who l-o-v-e sports, so I think that is why I intrigued him so much, initially. I never wanted anything to do with playing, watching or talking about sports (though I cheered for 6 years – ironic, huh?), and I believe in my heart of hearts that Husby thought I came from a different planet. I am definitely not what he was used to.

Imagine his surprise when I won the March Madness pool last year simply by picking the teams with the cutest team colors. I do believe that was the proudest moment of his life.

I often try to impress him by spouting off something I heard on Good Morning America about sports, or something I read in a tabloid magazine. It gives me such joy to see him erupt into laughter and say, “HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?!” I never reveal how I actually know the information. I just smile and say, “I keep up.”

A few years ago over dinner, Husby said, “Okay, I’m going to quiz you. I am going to ask you to name ONE football player – past or present.”

“That’s easy,” I said. “Joe Nameth.”

He burst into laughter and asked how I knew about Joe Nameth. I smiled coyly and said, “Husby, seriously. Who doesn’t know Joe Nameth?”

I scarfed down my dinner with a beaming smile, knowing that I impressed my husband who doubted my sports knowledge. He smiled, too – shaking his head and laughing at my response.

Fast forward about a year.

We were flipping through the channels and happened to catch an episode of one of my favorite shows of all time – The Brady Bunch. I made Husby stop there so I could watch. He half heartedly watched too as he read a magazine. The Brady kids were out playing football in the yard, when a big burly man tossed them a ball.

“JOE NAMETH”, Peter screamed.

Immediately, I dove for the remote trying with all my might to change the channel.

Husby peered from over his magazine and looked at the screen.

Then he looked at me.I looked hesitantly his way and pretended I needed something in the next room, so off I went – sprinting out of there as fast as I could.

“WAIT A MINUTE”, he called after me. “WHITNEY! THAT’S how you knew about Joe Nameth!! From the BRADY BUNCH!”

I burst into laughter and fessed up. I think I went down about 300 points in his book that night.

Until a more recent night, that is. About a year ago.

We were with Husby’s family and they were talking about sports. I was off in my own little world, probably thinking about lip stick, mascara and perfume. I heard them all stop talking and I asked, “what are you guys doing?”

Husby said, “Oh, we’re trying to think of this guy’s name…he plays for the Dallas Cowboys. His name totally slipped our minds”

“Oh,” I said. “The quarterback?”

“Yup”, he replied – half ignoring me.

“Tony Romo”, I projected as loudly as I could.

All three of them stopped and looked at me, jaws hanging open.

“How did YOU know that?” Husby asked.

I went on with my “oh I just know these things” bit until I accidentally let a little story slip about he and Jessica Simpson a few days later.

He was pretty appalled that the only reason I knew about Tony Romo was because he is dating Jessica, NOT that he is a great football player, but he was impressed that I remembered he was the Quarterback.

He often quizzes me on basketball players, too – and I am proud to say that I know several. Michael Jordan, Larry Bird, Shaquille O’Neal and Dennis Rodman. Yes, Yes, I know that they are way past their time and prime, but hey – they were still great basketball players and I am proud to say I know their names.

I like to impress Heath with random health facts! I'll flip through his journals every now and then and try and remember something I think is impressive--then I'll spring it on him later. He'll say, "Good job, babe!" Ha ha!

I'm laughing so hard I'm crying...that is hilarious! Ya know, I grew up playing sports and I had 3 brothers that were all into sports, and to this day I really have no interest in them. However, I do enjoy going to a good baseball game...but that's mostly for the hot dogs and beer.

Husby must laugh incessantly with you around. Makes for a very happy home life, I would think.

Your story about the Brady Bunch was so funny! Sounds like something I would do...my husband is obsessed with sports, and I'm pretty girly so I could care less about them. I pretened to care, though, for his sake!

that was hilarious. i used to be a lot like that...but over the past few years i've tried to beef up my football and basketball knowledge..just because i know how much my hubby loves it, and it makes it more fun to share that time together when i actaully have a clue as to what's going on :)

oh yes, tony parker. the only reason i remember that is becasue we share last names :)

Oh Whitney ~ you're such a riot and I love reading your posts! I guess I fit in with husby's sisters, because I absolutely love anything to do with sports. Glenn thinks I'm goofy because I know more than he does and says that I should be commentating the games instead of the guys. Oh well...love them football players in the tight uniforms...yummmy!

tony parker! bwahahahaha i am in the same boat as you. and i only know another player, just bc i went to high school with him! he played the 07 super bowl, and my husband was quite surprised when i proudly proclaimed his name as he was punting. heh. it's always fun to spice it up, you know? keep em on their toes :)

this post is soo me:) In high school my parents asked at dinner one night.. emily how do they start a basketball game and I said.. A coin toss of course.. whoops... I mean a jump ball.. they have told ryan that story a million times.. I know lots of althetics.. the ones who are in my us weekly:) Cant wait for levis reveal of his room:) I am not sure what theme I will do yet for Cates but I know I want a chandy:) Do you know anywhere to get cute ones? My wedding colors were pink and green adn I may do her bedding in that:) Oh fun:)

That's so funny and I can totally relate! I grew up in a family that never followed any sports. The closest we got to following a sport was bodybuilding because of my brother. When my bf talks to me about sports I think he really believes i'm listening and retaining the info but I'm never really paying attention. lol

Love it - a couple years ago I had Joe Montana on a flight - talk about hot! I may not know alot about football but I will always remember him.I gave you an award on my blog - Thank you for sharing your life and levi - it has been so nice to read

I've always been "into" sports & then I got married & it kinda went away...my family is impressed when I know the names too - I used to be able to name entire teams & numbers...don't know what happened :-) I have a TERRIBLE memory though, so maybe THAT'S what happened.

LOL Love it. I do the exact same thing. All my sports knowledge comes from what I have mistakenly gleaned from the newspaper headlines or because some big celeb was just in some sort of a smack down! Very cute

HAHA I LOVE YOUR POST! That definitely sounds like me with my DH and my students at school. I always try to keep up on the latest gossip with the young celebs and impress the 4th graders on what I know!!

OMG - girl, you have me ROLLING!!! I told my husband about your team colors strategy and he said that's just always the way - it's team colors, or best mascot, or cutest quarterback. Then the guys get all mad.

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I am a thirty-something girl who has dreamed of having babies and making a warm and enchanting home all of her life. After 12 years of school, 4 years of college and 4 years of the workforce, I finally reached my goal and am living my dream. God has blessed me with the most endearing Husby in all the land and he is a Sports Medicine Physician fulfilling his own dream. We have a bubbly little boy named Levi and an adorable baby boy named Ezra, who bring us constant joy and bundles of giggles. Join the four of us, as we walk through the journey of life one dazzling day at a time.